Done and done.
Now to do the actual analysis...here's hoping all goes well!
Now to do the actual analysis...here's hoping all goes well!
Monday, February 27, 2012
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Playing air piano
It's been months, and so much has happened that I'm not going to tell you about it! Ha. Those of you who really want to know all about it can ask me personally. Suffice to say that I am working hard on my thesis and am finally about ready to defend my proposal (35 pages later). And I'm preparing to run a 5K in March (never actually ran a 5K race before, so that should be fun).
I keep thinking of blogposts to write and then I never get around to doing them...so here is a brief one for you all.
In the last month or two I've noticed a substantial increase in the amount of "air piano" I play. Not just drumming my fingers like a normal person, but moving them as if I'm actually playing a musical piece. Seriously, every single time I'm walking somewhere I realize I'm moving or tapping my fingers as if I'm playing the piano. At least 20 times a day, I realize I'm doing it...when I'm thinking of something new to type for my thesis, when I'm waiting for something, when I'm talking to someone...and often I will realize that I am not just "playing" mindlessly but am playing an actual piece I know: a Beethoven Sonata I auditioned with for the BYU music program, Für Elise (that song will always have a place in my heart), a Chopin Scherzo, Prokofiev, scales, arpeggios. Oddly enough, the piece I "play" most often is a specific Dozen a Day exercise that's good for finger independence...go figure. And it's not just the right hand melody part that I play. Sometimes I play chords. Sometimes I realize I'm playing the left hand part. Alone. With no melody. (I sometimes will hum or sing aloud the harmony part to a song instead of the melody.) I even mentioned yesterday to my roommate that I've noticed myself doing this, and she said she's noticed it over the past few weeks, too. Music is just so much a part of me, I think it wanted to remind me that I've been neglecting it in place of other silly things like school and work.
I think what this means is that I desperately need to play piano more.
I miss music.
I keep thinking of blogposts to write and then I never get around to doing them...so here is a brief one for you all.
In the last month or two I've noticed a substantial increase in the amount of "air piano" I play. Not just drumming my fingers like a normal person, but moving them as if I'm actually playing a musical piece. Seriously, every single time I'm walking somewhere I realize I'm moving or tapping my fingers as if I'm playing the piano. At least 20 times a day, I realize I'm doing it...when I'm thinking of something new to type for my thesis, when I'm waiting for something, when I'm talking to someone...and often I will realize that I am not just "playing" mindlessly but am playing an actual piece I know: a Beethoven Sonata I auditioned with for the BYU music program, Für Elise (that song will always have a place in my heart), a Chopin Scherzo, Prokofiev, scales, arpeggios. Oddly enough, the piece I "play" most often is a specific Dozen a Day exercise that's good for finger independence...go figure. And it's not just the right hand melody part that I play. Sometimes I play chords. Sometimes I realize I'm playing the left hand part. Alone. With no melody. (I sometimes will hum or sing aloud the harmony part to a song instead of the melody.) I even mentioned yesterday to my roommate that I've noticed myself doing this, and she said she's noticed it over the past few weeks, too. Music is just so much a part of me, I think it wanted to remind me that I've been neglecting it in place of other silly things like school and work.
I think what this means is that I desperately need to play piano more.
I miss music.
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